The emperor chases his wife: a black-bellied husband clings to the door

Chapter 141 The Out-of-Control Jiang Yihan

I feel creepy because I can't see the emotion.

Ouyang Hanting didn't look at her for too long, and within a second or two, his eyes turned away indifferently.

Xia Yumo only felt as if her chest was being grabbed by a big hand, twisted viciously, and then suddenly let go.

The most painful moment passed, but the faint pain continued!

"Momo, it's time to bid..." Han Zirui leaned over suddenly, leaned into her ear, and reminded her in a very intimate and deep voice.

Xia Yumo was startled, and quickly called out the price according to Han Zirui's instructions.

Someone raised the price again, and when Xia Yumo thought that Han Zirui would bid more, Han Zirui shook his head.

He whispered to her, "These three guns are not even worth a quarter of the price."

Xia Yumo was taken aback, "Then why are you..."

"fun"

Xia Yumo rolled her eyes, completely speechless to Han Zirui's answer.

In the end, the three metal boxes were taken away by a buyer surnamed Wang at a sky-high price.

Immediately afterwards, the two suitcases were photographed.

As soon as the reserve price of the suitcase was revealed, Han Zirui doubled the price, and those who followed suit followed suit.

Ouyang Hanting, who had not moved all this time, finally waved to the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard understood, and immediately called out the price that was more than double that of the previous one. Xia Yumo was stunned.

I feel that even if you are rich, you shouldn't spend it like this.

No matter what kind of advanced instrument it is, as long as it enters the auction market, it shouldn't have such a high price.

Because, after all, this thing is different from collectibles. Collectibles are unique and cannot be copied, but they are different.

As long as the technical conditions are met, even mass production is not a problem!
"Momo, ask for an additional 5000 million..."

Xia Yumo swallowed her saliva and shouted.

Ouyang Hanting turned his head to look over, his gaze was slightly cold.

This time, Xia Yumo looked away first.

But Ouyang Hanting stared at her profile for a long time, this time, he didn't bid again.

And the others didn't add any more, so the contents of the two suitcases were brought back by Han Zirui at a sky-high price.

After the second round of auction was over, Xia Yumo felt that the auction had come to an end, so she relaxed and wanted to run to the bathroom.

"Boss, I'm in a hurry, please make it easier."

After speaking, before Han Zirui agreed, he got up and left.

Han Zirui raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the back of Xia Yumo's departure for a moment, then turned his eyes to Ouyang Hanting, who crossed his legs and was staring at the phone in his hand. It went up a bit.

After Xia Yumo washed her hands and dried them, she straightened her bangs, sighed, and said to herself, "It's not a good year, if you go out today, you should check the calendar."

After speaking, he took a long breath, "Forget it, let it be like this, Xia Yumo, opportunities are created by people themselves, you have to cheer up. It doesn't matter if the world is black or white, as long as you don't wrong yourself!"

Yes, you can't wrong yourself, and you must never follow the mother's old path again!

Once out of the bathroom, Xia Yumo paused, and calmly looked at the person standing in front of her, "Why are you standing here?"

"Wait for you"

Jiang Yihan answered concisely, but looked at Xia Yumo with worried and complicated eyes.

Xia Yumo stood quietly without asking.

Jiang Yihan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Xia Yumo and strode out without saying a word.

Xia Yumo was startled, and wanted to shake him off, but unexpectedly his fingers were like steel, as if they were going to slam into her wrist, and she couldn't shake her off at all!

(End of this chapter)